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Updated: December 10, 2024

I handed down the bottle, she paid for it, and putting it into Timothy's hands, desired him to take it to the direction which she gave him. Timothy put on his hat, cocked his eye at me, and left us alone. "What is your name?" said she, in the same melodious voice. "Japhet Newland, madam," replied I. "Japhet it is a good, a scriptural name," said the lady, musirg in half soliloquy.

Frederick Marryat - Japhet, in Search of a Father